Ski, woah

I might say "I love you, bae," but I don't trust that ho (Woah)

Walk outside, I'ma up that flame (Yeah), yeah, I'ma clutch that ho

Oh, my God, I don't feel the same (Huh)

I'on even feel no more, woah

I gotta stack them bands, 'cause I do (Ski)

I'm off Xan's, what 'bout you? (Yeah)

Speaker playin' through the room (Yeah)

Had this shit all in my hands (Woah)

But I didn't have no clue

Now I'm piped up through the roof (Woah, woah)

Now I'm piped up to the moon (Woah, woah)

Yeah, they told me I couldn't do this shit, now look at what I do (Yeah)

Look at the shit that I got, it's a lot

Yeah, for the win, comin' hot

With the gang, I'm on top

Shoot like Dame (Woah)

From the drop (Woah), I'm insane, but I'm locked (Yeah)

Lately, I'm fuckin' around, but I'm feelin' alive (Woah, uh)

I cannot fuck with the bitch 'cause she killin' my vibe (Ayy)

I just be clutchin' that pole, let artillery fly (Ayy)

I just been starin' at you, why my head in the sky? (Yeah, yeah, yeah)

Yeah, we gotta go (Woah)

I might back out the 'Bach, I might fuck with the Phantom (Phantom)

I'm feelin' alone (Yeah), so I go pour the deuce in the mo'fuckin' Fanta (Fanta)

Yeah, I'm on a roll (Woah)

I go hit after hit, hope the gun, it don't jam up

I hope that bitch know

The way that she do me, she leavin' me damaged (Yeah)

I'm runnin' them bands up, uh, I'm laughin' my ass off

'Cause she wants some bands, yeah, now she takin' her pants off

Saying "I love you," I'm doing this hands off

You see, when I try hard, the lil' bitch done ran off

I'm like, lately, I'm having my way

I'm like, lately, my heart outta space

Yeah, I'm like, lately, lil' baby, I'm dozing off

When you not showing your face

Yeah, I been movin' like this shit a race

Yeah, I been movin' like I ain't got time

'Cause it's only just me in my way

Ski, woah

I might say "I love you, bae"

Walk outside, I'ma up that flame (Woah)

Oh, my God, I don't feel the same

I'on even feel no more